Mortal Prison Chapter 71: Professor Qin’s brown paper bag
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In a courtyard house located between the second and third rings of the capital, the vermilion patent leather of the courtyard door has been rolled up, and the color is no longer as bright as before.
This is Professor Qin’s home.
In Beijing, where land is at a premium, such a house is worth a lot of money, easily worth hundreds of millions.
Professor Qin earns a living wage and has no extra black income. He has a noble character and is simple and simple. He has never been involved in reselling antiquities. The fact that he can settle down in such a house in the capital is all due to the public allocation.
In his early years, he made great contributions to national archeology. The government gave him such a house, and he lived there for decades. Over the decades, I have never heard of him renovating it properly.
I stood in front of the door and hesitated for a long time. After smoking several cigarettes, I finally calmed down and knocked on the door.
The person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman, about 1.7 meters tall, with fair complexion and kind appearance, but her eyes were slightly red and swollen.
"Teacher's wife."
I called out softly. I know very well what my wife is like. She is a simple housewife who has never given birth to a child. Professor Qin is her heaven and her land. Now Professor Qin is missing. With her weak character, she would probably shed tears day and night.
Last night was another difficult night for her.
"Xiaojiu?"
A trace of surprise flashed in the teacher's eyes, and she asked subconsciously: "Why are you here?"
"Come to the capital to do something."
I scratched my head and then realized that my hands were empty. I said embarrassedly: "It's already very late after I finished my work. I walked over here in a hurry and forgot to bring you something."
"What are you bringing with you? My Lao Qin has always treated you as his heir. It's not like you're just visiting when you go back to your own home."
The teacher's wife slapped her head and said awkwardly: "Look at me... I have lost my soul. Why are I standing here stupidly? Come into the house quickly!"
As she spoke, she hurriedly pulled me into the yard.
The room was deserted and the lights were dim. Without Professor Qin, this home no longer felt like a home.
As soon as my wife entered the room, she started busy, changing my shoes and pouring water. Finally, she asked me: "Xiaojiu, are you hungry? My wife will make you a lion head. You'd better do it." This bite."
"No need, Master, I'm not hungry. I should leave in a few hours."
I have a lot of questions in my heart that I want to ask, but I can’t get the words out of my mouth.
The teacher’s wife is Professor Qin’s pillow, so she should know something!
However, this woman is too fragile. Maybe she is trying hard to forget her husband. If I mention it again, it will be like adding salt to her wounds. She didn't treat me well. I can't do that kind of thing.
"So urgent..."
A trace of disappointment clearly flashed across the teacher's face. Then she seemed to remember something and hurried into the study. After a while, she came out with a brown paper bag in her hand. She put the paper bag directly into my hand and said: "Xiaojiu, Lao Qin left this behind before the accident. No one was allowed to see it. He said that unless you come, no one should admit that there is such a thing. I don't know what is in it, but Lao Qin is so I followed the arrangement. A lot of people have been coming recently, claiming to be visiting me, but after they came in, they asked around and asked if Lao Qin had left anything behind. They probably wanted this!"
I looked at the paper bag in a daze.
Did Professor Qin even expect this?
Now that the teacher’s wife mentioned it, I didn’t have so many worries and quickly asked: “Teacher’s wife, was there anything unusual about the professor before the accident?”
"There was something strange a long time ago!"
The wife thought for a while and said: "He has been in a daze since he came back from the Kunlun Mountains last time for archeology. He often sighed at the window. I also asked, but he didn't say anything. You also know his temper. He didn't want to It's useless even if you beat him to death.
Until...on the eve of his accident, he began to say some strange words and do some strange things.
For example, he always asked me, if something happened to him, would I survive?
I just said why should something happen? Just be okay.
He just laughed, laughed and cried, and kept saying that what is supposed to come will always come, and there is no way to escape it. In life, there are certain responsibilities that must be borne.
Later he even transferred all the money to my name...
……”
My wife’s intermittent words made me more and more certain that Professor Qin’s disappearance was intentional. In other words, he already knew something was going to happen, but he still pounced on him without hesitation!
Even, he set up a game, and this game was against me.
After staying with my wife for a while, I stood up and left after the sky was completely bright.
There is a gain, but not much.
Master's wife is too calm-tempered, so she is destined to not know too much about Professor Qin. She can only infer some situations from the clues of Professor Qin's life.
The brown paper bag was in my arms. I was not in a hurry to open it and take a look. This thing was very important, so I had to find a quiet place to go.
When I returned to the hotel where Jizi and the others were staying, there was one more person in the room, Anya.
The plane has arrived at dawn, and I am waiting at the airport. There are doctors on the plane, and the soldiers have already gone ahead, leaving Anya here waiting for me.
One advantage of a private plane is that you don’t have to wait. After Anya and I arrived, the plane took off directly.
After the flight gradually stabilized, I found an opportunity to get into the toilet. After sitting on the toilet, I took out the brown paper bag given to me by my wife.
I don’t want to make the matter of the brown paper bag public. Whether it’s Emperor Li or Anya, I can’t trust anyone who is affiliated with Liming.
The contents in the kraft paper bag are very simple, two stacked square things, one is paper, and the other is a leather thing that looks like paper but not paper, and feels almost like silk.
I have never seen such a material before. Out of curiosity, I opened this thing first.
The leather roll is as thin as a cicada's wing, and with a slight shake, it spreads out all of a sudden.
This is a picture. To be precise, it seems to be a map, but this map is a bit strange. There is no country or plate, only rising mountains with ravines extending in all directions.
Mountain map?
I kept looking at the scroll. The toilet was narrow and unsightly. I had no choice but to read it inch by inch. Finally, I found the only writing in the upper right corner. It seemed that the writing should be left by Professor Qin.
“Mountain Xumi is the bone of heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth in Zhongzhen are giants.
Like a person's back and neck beam, the limbs of a dragon are abrupt. ”
There are only these four sentences on the scroll.
"Is this... a picture of mountains, rivers and dragon veins?"
I muttered to myself.
These four sentences are probably incomprehensible to ordinary people, but they are not difficult for local masters. Anyone who knows a little bit about Feng Shui and Kanyu should know what they mean.
These words come from the "Shaking the Dragon Sutra". The general idea is that the highest point in the world is the backbone of the world, like the backbone of human beings, which eventually gave rise to the four major continents.
In the final analysis, it means that the foundation of dragon veins in the world originates from high mountains and spreads in all directions.
Among those who are great masters in Feng Shui, a considerable number of people look down on us local masters who rely on Feng Shui to find tombs. They think that we have played down the style of Feng Shui. What everyone should do in Feng Shui is to look for dragons. Many people spend their entire lives looking for dragons. Immerse yourself in the search for dragon veins and cannot extricate yourself.
Not to mention, they really found some ways.
They believe that the Chinese dragon veins originate from Kunlun, travel freely, and form mountain dragons and water dragons. Finally, they are divided into countless smaller dragons, just like human tendons, which are distributed in various places.
I have also read related works. I am leaning over the scroll now because I want to see which dragon vein the mountain range on the scroll is. As long as I can see this, it is not difficult to know what the dragon vein on the scroll is. Where!
I thought that Professor Qin must be telling me something by leaving such a thing behind. This is a map, and it should refer to a certain place.
Unfortunately, after observing for a long time, I found nothing. The mountains on this map are majestic. Even with my inexperienced eyesight, I can see that there are nine majestic dragons on them!
A dragon vein winds its way, stretching for thousands of miles at every turn. How big of a territory should nine dragon veins gather together?
The more I read, the less I understood Professor Qin’s thoughts, so I couldn’t help but continue reading.
As time passed, my vision began to blur.
I thought I was dazzled, but when I looked up, I discovered that the air around me was filled with some small white light spots.
I once again entered the weird state of fighting a buck-toothed bulldog!
Click!
Without any warning, there was an explosion in my spine, and the pain was unbearable.
I lowered my head uncontrollably, and my eyes happened to fall on the leather scroll again. Looking at the leather scroll again, what I saw was completely different from before.
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